I don't get it, but I remember Boston being cold. I've been running around without a scarf or boots this week, or long johns -- just wearing three layers and my coat, in my skivvies for all practical purposes, almost -- and it doesn't seem that cold at all.
And it's bloody like 24 degrees, tops.
Either something happened to me in California (well, it did, but not that) or cold just ain't what it used to be.
Bob in Montreal.
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